Take care

Nobody is taking care of me, but me.

The divine situations that are set up to send SOS in the time of need are just that a divine division. 

Division of struggle when times get tough. And a relief from stress when the road gets rough.

Golden rays of crystal life.

Easily shattered and pulled apart.

Then magically put back together by the will to be unique. 

When I lay my head on this lonely pillow on this hard ass floor. I do it alone. 

Thoughts of favor help me past the breaking point. 

Thoughts of love give me the image to focus on. 

True to self is my self-defense. True to spirit invites on looks of disbelief. True to life is the cover story I read each and every day.

Take care of me. Take care of this life.

There’s one human life to live.

So I live in it.

C.L Cunningham 

Just living life and spreading love 💘

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